It'll be ok. You can do this. All we have to do is make is make this last stop at Walmart. You have to get the last of the things for lunches this week and we must get litter for the cats. Then you can start crying. You don't even have to get all the way home.
I know that you don't really know what is going on. Maybe it is a bit of depression. Maybe it's some heavy ass pms. Maybe you're just super fucking tired. But it's ok. It's ok that you're feeling whatever you're feeling. And when we get home, you can do whatever pampering you want to do, or you can go to bed, or you can cry until you can't cry anymore. But you have to get this done.
I know you are strong enough to do, all on your own. This is how we'll get through this. Just us. I just need you to keep doing the musts. We'll work on the rest as we go along. Until there's someone else to do these things for, it's just us and we have to be as strong as we would be if we were being strong for a Master or Daddy. I know you can do this. Just get through Walmart. That's all I'm asking you to do.